képek, betűk

We often hope
That things will get better, that in a world ruled by money
There could be another way. We long for compassion,
we think that a seemingly good deed
Is not merely propaganda, a campaign,
corporate image-polishing,
social-media tactic done for personal gain.
Sometimes we hope
That anything could exist beyond the borders of money, profit, advantage,
power, revenue, success, popularity, investment and capital – yes, it exists, just as
in the Middle Ages there were hermits,
those who lived withdrawn from the world, outsiders,
you can exist like that even today: out, outside,
without pursuing advantage, but you must know you will be lonelier
than you would imagine – because in the world of money
there is nothing beyond revenue, profit and will,
there is no parental love, no genuine faith in God,
no love, honest, and mostly not even real science,
because researches are also financed
in the hope of a sellable product or idea.
This world is broken.
Sometimes we hope
to meet others who love without seeking gain,
who are enthusiastic without hidden motives,
who care about someone else without expecting benefit,
but these hopes are mostly futile.
Perhaps one day in the distant future,
when we no longer have biological bodies,
and with that, capitalism becomes an archaic, nasty habit,
when we no longer need politicians,
when there will be no more companies, corporations, investments,
when, stepping onto the path of artificial evolution,
our existence will no longer be bound by its brevity,
perhaps: this nightmare will end,
Perhaps this terrible, primitive era will change....
Perhaps. Maybe. I do not know...
But honestly, even today, there is a choice,
even now we could be better,
we could be more generous, equal:
but we do not want to be.
Because the majority believes
that being cruel, ruthless, relentless, proactive, agile,
greedy, selfish and powerful....
are the highest virtue and value.
This here is a ridiculous, primitive
civilization,
one that fills me mostly with shame,
and infinite fear.